Well, I’m tired.

Last night, my Muse woke me up out of a sound sleep.  At about 9:30 in the evening, she was crying for her daddy.  Supposedly, she has a new game where she thinks that I’m her daddy.  I don’t know why.  Anyway, I changed her diaper and I went back to bed.

Just after midnight, she started crying again.  Sure enough, her age changed again.  She’s now only 18 days old.  She’s 15.5 inches long and weighs 3.0625 pounds.  Definitely smaller than a preemie.  I changed her again and put her back in her crib.

This kept happening every two hours, and I’m starting to get tired of it.  Where is Remedy?!  I want him to take care of this child!  He can give her back to me when she’s a full grown adult!

Oh.  And that’s not all.  Every two hours, it’s the same routine, over and over again.  She keeps crying, but she immediately stops when I am there.  Does she think that I’m the daddy now?  Because I’m not.

Anyway, frustration aside, my birthday is tomorrow, and I’m looking forward to it.

I worked my shift at work and although it was pretty busy, I got through it.

Now I’ll…

Muse:  WAAAAAAAAH!  WAAAAAAAAH!

*sigh* I hate it when she’s a newborn.  I’ll be right back…

*a few minutes later*

There.  She just needed another diaper and to be held for a few minutes.  I guess that giving her the proper care might help with her development.  With her as a newborn, all the Dark Muse can do is make her cry.

That reminds me.  With my birthday being tomorrow, my Muse will either be a newborn, an infant, or a toddler.  If only she was an adult!  This will really put a damper on my birthday this year… *sigh*

Time to enjoy the rest of this day and get geared up for my birthday tomorrow.

Today’s high is going to be 90 degrees and the silver lining is having the rest of this day off.

To those of you who like getting geared up for your birthday, I hope that you all have a fantastic day…Not again!

 

Muse:  WAAAAAAAAH!  WAAAAAAAAH!